The low numbers did seem to make the day pass slowly. Probably the lack of interruptions that allowed us to finish or work more quickly. “Is it really only 9:30” I thought, after what seemed like three hours had passed. We still managed to get through an entire box of chocolate biscuits and two tubes of pringles on Tuesday.

We went to our final Christmas party last night, with the Andover Crew. CGF discovered what I mean by “Normal for Andover”. I had a couple of gifts and raffle prizes to take along, so left them in my car when I got to CGF’s so I wouldn’t forget them. Brilliant idea with only one tincy-wincy problem, that I discovered half-way there; we went in CGF’s car.

Today we’ve done the Christmas food shop, and bought a small mountain of provisions that should last us well into the middle of next month. Well, it would last a normal household well into the middle of next month. With three teenagers in the house we’ll be lucky if they see us through to the weekend.

All presents are wrapped; all cards are sent. I can’t remember most of what I bought, so it will be as much a surprise to me on Christmas day as to the recipient.

Happy Christmas Dairylanders.